The Legend of The Pit
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The Cum Pit
by utubeslut
I wrote this story years ago for a lovely lady I exchanged n00dz with.
It was originally titled, Housewife Night
She loved cum so this was just for her.
We lost track of each other
If you're out there, La****, PLEASE write me. I miss you.
“DAMMIT, that BITCH!!” you rage silently as you undress before the owner of the place. All because you lost a stupid bet.
He’s quite young, in his early 30’s but he’s seen it all.
You know immediately he’s Mafioso.
You stand there, naked and trembling in anger and humiliation.
He has a bored, world-weary look in his eyes.
“Here’s your costume.” He says as he hands you a single blue lace garter.
“Don’t matter which leg you wear it on.” He says matter-of-factly.
“Fifty percent goes to the house. Don’t worry; there’ll be plenty for both of us. Tonight’s clientele prefer exactly your type.”
“Fat, frumpy old housewife??” you ponder.
You learn days later that the place has “specialty nights.” ‘Skinny teenager night’, ‘transgender night’, ‘muscular black girl night’ – the proprietor cooks ‘em up and announces it a full week in advance. They know exactly what they’re getting.
“Money?” you muse, “Hmmm, how bad can this BE?”
The old young man, as if reading your mind (actually he read your face), breaks in;
You DO know what you’re getting into, I hope. They’re a bunch of fucking a****ls out there.”
Suddenly you’re not too sure, but a bet’s a bet, even if your girl friend tricked you.
“BITCH!” you scream inside.
“You ain’t gonna freak out on me, are you?”
“No, I’ll be fine.” you lie.
He slaps you on your ass, “Feeding time at the fuckin’ zoo, sweet cheeks.”
You walk through the side door and see the ‘pit’ for the first time; dingy, dirty. Clouds of wispy cigarette smoke swirl in the air, punctuated by cheesy colored Disco lights most likely stolen from some failed old Travolta fan joint.
The place is a real dive. “What a shit house.” You say out loud.
Your words are drowned out by the noisy clientele and the loud beats of the Heavy Metal/Goth music. You don’t know what the fuck it is.
Even you realize its an unusually large audience tonight; virtually standing room only.
There must be at least 200 men in the place. Actually it’s more like 400. You just can’t see them all in the dark, filthy shadows of the old bowling alley converted into a whore house/strip joint.
Lucky for you the place was partitioned off to provide rooms for the prostitutes to ply their trade. Otherwise there’d be many more men. Too many.
You were already told what to do. Go to the dance pit, shake your ass and (ugh!) MASTURBATE for the sick degenerates.
The Pit is actually a small, raised platform with a sloping floor surrounding it. It looks like a tit nipple. It’s supposed to.
There’s a spotlight trained on it so everyone in the place can see the performer.
Showtime.
You quickly march out and onto the pit, trying to be brave.
Just get it over with.
The stench of semen assails your nostrils. Stale cum, fresh cum.
It’s overpowering. The place reeks.
“Nasty Girl” starts blasting from the sound system.
You dance and undulate like a pro, running your hands all over your body, fingering your pussy, squeezing your nipples and holding them out on display.
“This isn’t too bad.” you think.
Until you realize that the sloping floor gives the audience easy access to you from all sides. Then you notice that at least half of them are openly playing with their dicks and leering at you. You’re revolted and disgusted.
You’re just a nipple. And you’re about to get squeezed.
Dozens of sick perverts grope you; they stick their fingers in your asshole, up your cunt.
They grab your tits and pull your nipples.
“Oh, God!” you moan loudly in shock and despair. You feel like you’re on the gallows.
The sick fucks tormenting you think you moaned in pleasure, spurring them to double their depraved assault.
You scream, “Oh GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!” in terror and humiliation. You just want to die. You burst out in tears, sobbing uncontrollably. Your face gets hot and glows cherry red. You have never been so humiliated and ashamed in your life.
They still don’t realize your true emotional state; they think you’re getting off.
One man steps right up to you as the others pull back and watch.
It’s an often repeated ritual in this dump.
He’s been pulling his dick for some time already and he shoots his load all over your belly.
You simply stand there, stunned at this new degradation.
He sticks a $20.00 bill into you garter and waves a $100.00 bill in your face.
“Eat it, bitch, and you get this.”
Out of pure anger and hatred for this prick you refuse to succumb to your shame.
Your hands scoop up all his spunk and you smear it into you face, your mouth is open wide, your tongue extended to receive his perverse offering. You lick and suck his cum off your fingers, then snatch the green paper prize from him with your teeth.
You holster the bill in your garter.
“GANG BANG!” someone shouts, joined by a chorus of “GANG BANG! GANG BANG! GANG BANG!”
One of the many large, muscular bouncers plows through the crowd, knocking them all aside like rag dolls.
“Yes or no?” he asks you.
You stare at him blankly.
“Yes or no,” he repeats “It’s your choice.”
“Wha-“
“Do you wanna get fucked? Yes or no?” he says, losing patience.
Your heart stops. You can’t breath. Time stops.
Get fucked? GANG FUCKED?? Oh my God!
“y-yes” you mumble, timidly.
“What?” he asks.
In a voice louder than even you can believe, you answer,
“YES, I WANNA GET FUCKED!”
As if by magic you hear scuffling and a plunk sound as a large, cum stained black leather Ottoman appears in the center of the pit, along with a basket for them to throw money into.
The bouncer says, “bend over, you’re gonna NEED this.” You do as he commands and he sticks something in your ass. You feel a cold liquid filling your rectum.
“Lube” he reassures you.
You mount the Ottoman with your ass high in the air and your legs spread apart like a slut.
You feel the first cock slide into your lubricated asshole.
You wince in pleasurable pain as he rams his dick into you hard and fast. It’s a good thing it’s not the biggest cock in the house. A good start to loosen you up.
You still feel humiliated, but now you’re enjoying it against your will.
The ass fucking even gives you an intense orgasm after just a few seconds, also against your will.
Another guy approaches you from the front and says, “You got a purdy mouth.”
You have to laugh at the stupid movie-reference joke as you accept his cock into your mouth for a face fuck.
He cums fast and copiously. You swallow what you can but the rest runs down your chin and adds to the stains on the worn old leather.
Men are now completely naked, ramming all your fuck holes at once.
They love your big tits; dozens of hands are grabbing, squeezing, mouths are sucking your large nipples raw. Anther few orgasms accompany the assault on the breasts you fed your c***dren with years ago.
You sit on one guys lap with his dick up your ass, getting fucked in your cunt by another, and a third man is holding you by your hair, thrusting his dick in and out of your mouth. You gag as his cock slides down your throat.
They turn you and pull you and change positions constantly.
You’re on your side one minute getting sandwiched, then on your back, then on your knees.
Orgasm after orgasm rocks your body as they fill you to overflowing with cock cream.
Its all over your face, your body, your hair is already soaked.
You love it.
The smell, the taste; more cum than you’ve ever had before.
“Oh, GOD! I wanna drink a GALLON of FUCKING CUM!” you shout inside.
Now you’re too sloppy with fuck milk to get fucked anymore.
You’ve become a jerk off target.
You lie on your back in exhaustion and submission, your feet pulled up close and resting on their ridges, your knees spread wide, your toes pointed.
You’re being a complete, shameless whore. Just the thought of it gives you another orgasm.
They surround you twenty at a time, shooting load after load of slimy dick juice all over you.
You’re cumming almost constantly, non-stop.
They finally finish.
You’ve just been fucked and cummed on by 400 men, many of them twice or more.
You’re literally swimming in spermatozoa.
The incredible stench and flavor fills your senses.
You can feel the WEIGHT of the gallons of slimy, slippery sticky testicular gel covering you, the Ottoman and filling the concave floor of the platform.
That’s why its called the Pit.
You slide off the ottoman into the pool of penis sauce and actually swim in it.
You open your mouth and draw it in then squirt it back out.
You drink one more mouthful. No more can fit in your stomach or your body cavities.
Most other women would be nauseous to the point of vomiting but you find it delicious and wonderful.
Three muscular lady bouncers (where did THEY come from?) throw a blanket over you and fish you out.
All of them are laughing.
“OK, sperm cell, outta the pool” one of them cracks.
“Jesus, gurl, you broke ALL the fuckin records tonight!”
They don’t even try to clean you up.
You’re a gelatinous mess of sticky, gooey cum.
You’re just barely recognizable as a human being.
You could rob a bank and never be identified because of the thick mask of prostate milkshake covering your face. IF you could stand up.
Your hair is completely slicked down under the massive coat of cock spit covering your entire body inside and out.
“Your friend has your money and stuff.” One of them says.
They carry you out to your the car.
“EEEEWW!” she shouts involuntarily at the sight and smell of you.
“JESUS CHRIST, YOU STINK!”
She rolls down the window, gagging at the incredibly powerful stench of the gallons of seminal fluid clinging to you.
Definitely HER place for a clean up.
As she drives, she jokes, “So when do you wanna do this again?”
“How about tomorrow…” you murmur as you drift off into a deep sleep.
You aren’t joking.
THE END
by utubeslut
I wrote this story years ago for a lovely lady I exchanged n00dz with.
It was originally titled, Housewife Night
She loved cum so this was just for her.
We lost track of each other
If you're out there, La****, PLEASE write me. I miss you.
“DAMMIT, that BITCH!!” you rage silently as you undress before the owner of the place. All because you lost a stupid bet.
He’s quite young, in his early 30’s but he’s seen it all.
You know immediately he’s Mafioso.
You stand there, naked and trembling in anger and humiliation.
He has a bored, world-weary look in his eyes.
“Here’s your costume.” He says as he hands you a single blue lace garter.
“Don’t matter which leg you wear it on.” He says matter-of-factly.
“Fifty percent goes to the house. Don’t worry; there’ll be plenty for both of us. Tonight’s clientele prefer exactly your type.”
“Fat, frumpy old housewife??” you ponder.
You learn days later that the place has “specialty nights.” ‘Skinny teenager night’, ‘transgender night’, ‘muscular black girl night’ – the proprietor cooks ‘em up and announces it a full week in advance. They know exactly what they’re getting.
“Money?” you muse, “Hmmm, how bad can this BE?”
The old young man, as if reading your mind (actually he read your face), breaks in;
You DO know what you’re getting into, I hope. They’re a bunch of fucking a****ls out there.”
Suddenly you’re not too sure, but a bet’s a bet, even if your girl friend tricked you.
“BITCH!” you scream inside.
“You ain’t gonna freak out on me, are you?”
“No, I’ll be fine.” you lie.
He slaps you on your ass, “Feeding time at the fuckin’ zoo, sweet cheeks.”
You walk through the side door and see the ‘pit’ for the first time; dingy, dirty. Clouds of wispy cigarette smoke swirl in the air, punctuated by cheesy colored Disco lights most likely stolen from some failed old Travolta fan joint.
The place is a real dive. “What a shit house.” You say out loud.
Your words are drowned out by the noisy clientele and the loud beats of the Heavy Metal/Goth music. You don’t know what the fuck it is.
Even you realize its an unusually large audience tonight; virtually standing room only.
There must be at least 200 men in the place. Actually it’s more like 400. You just can’t see them all in the dark, filthy shadows of the old bowling alley converted into a whore house/strip joint.
Lucky for you the place was partitioned off to provide rooms for the prostitutes to ply their trade. Otherwise there’d be many more men. Too many.
You were already told what to do. Go to the dance pit, shake your ass and (ugh!) MASTURBATE for the sick degenerates.
The Pit is actually a small, raised platform with a sloping floor surrounding it. It looks like a tit nipple. It’s supposed to.
There’s a spotlight trained on it so everyone in the place can see the performer.
Showtime.
You quickly march out and onto the pit, trying to be brave.
Just get it over with.
The stench of semen assails your nostrils. Stale cum, fresh cum.
It’s overpowering. The place reeks.
“Nasty Girl” starts blasting from the sound system.
You dance and undulate like a pro, running your hands all over your body, fingering your pussy, squeezing your nipples and holding them out on display.
“This isn’t too bad.” you think.
Until you realize that the sloping floor gives the audience easy access to you from all sides. Then you notice that at least half of them are openly playing with their dicks and leering at you. You’re revolted and disgusted.
You’re just a nipple. And you’re about to get squeezed.
Dozens of sick perverts grope you; they stick their fingers in your asshole, up your cunt.
They grab your tits and pull your nipples.
“Oh, God!” you moan loudly in shock and despair. You feel like you’re on the gallows.
The sick fucks tormenting you think you moaned in pleasure, spurring them to double their depraved assault.
You scream, “Oh GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!” in terror and humiliation. You just want to die. You burst out in tears, sobbing uncontrollably. Your face gets hot and glows cherry red. You have never been so humiliated and ashamed in your life.
They still don’t realize your true emotional state; they think you’re getting off.
One man steps right up to you as the others pull back and watch.
It’s an often repeated ritual in this dump.
He’s been pulling his dick for some time already and he shoots his load all over your belly.
You simply stand there, stunned at this new degradation.
He sticks a $20.00 bill into you garter and waves a $100.00 bill in your face.
“Eat it, bitch, and you get this.”
Out of pure anger and hatred for this prick you refuse to succumb to your shame.
Your hands scoop up all his spunk and you smear it into you face, your mouth is open wide, your tongue extended to receive his perverse offering. You lick and suck his cum off your fingers, then snatch the green paper prize from him with your teeth.
You holster the bill in your garter.
“GANG BANG!” someone shouts, joined by a chorus of “GANG BANG! GANG BANG! GANG BANG!”
One of the many large, muscular bouncers plows through the crowd, knocking them all aside like rag dolls.
“Yes or no?” he asks you.
You stare at him blankly.
“Yes or no,” he repeats “It’s your choice.”
“Wha-“
“Do you wanna get fucked? Yes or no?” he says, losing patience.
Your heart stops. You can’t breath. Time stops.
Get fucked? GANG FUCKED?? Oh my God!
“y-yes” you mumble, timidly.
“What?” he asks.
In a voice louder than even you can believe, you answer,
“YES, I WANNA GET FUCKED!”
As if by magic you hear scuffling and a plunk sound as a large, cum stained black leather Ottoman appears in the center of the pit, along with a basket for them to throw money into.
The bouncer says, “bend over, you’re gonna NEED this.” You do as he commands and he sticks something in your ass. You feel a cold liquid filling your rectum.
“Lube” he reassures you.
You mount the Ottoman with your ass high in the air and your legs spread apart like a slut.
You feel the first cock slide into your lubricated asshole.
You wince in pleasurable pain as he rams his dick into you hard and fast. It’s a good thing it’s not the biggest cock in the house. A good start to loosen you up.
You still feel humiliated, but now you’re enjoying it against your will.
The ass fucking even gives you an intense orgasm after just a few seconds, also against your will.
Another guy approaches you from the front and says, “You got a purdy mouth.”
You have to laugh at the stupid movie-reference joke as you accept his cock into your mouth for a face fuck.
He cums fast and copiously. You swallow what you can but the rest runs down your chin and adds to the stains on the worn old leather.
Men are now completely naked, ramming all your fuck holes at once.
They love your big tits; dozens of hands are grabbing, squeezing, mouths are sucking your large nipples raw. Anther few orgasms accompany the assault on the breasts you fed your c***dren with years ago.
You sit on one guys lap with his dick up your ass, getting fucked in your cunt by another, and a third man is holding you by your hair, thrusting his dick in and out of your mouth. You gag as his cock slides down your throat.
They turn you and pull you and change positions constantly.
You’re on your side one minute getting sandwiched, then on your back, then on your knees.
Orgasm after orgasm rocks your body as they fill you to overflowing with cock cream.
Its all over your face, your body, your hair is already soaked.
You love it.
The smell, the taste; more cum than you’ve ever had before.
“Oh, GOD! I wanna drink a GALLON of FUCKING CUM!” you shout inside.
Now you’re too sloppy with fuck milk to get fucked anymore.
You’ve become a jerk off target.
You lie on your back in exhaustion and submission, your feet pulled up close and resting on their ridges, your knees spread wide, your toes pointed.
You’re being a complete, shameless whore. Just the thought of it gives you another orgasm.
They surround you twenty at a time, shooting load after load of slimy dick juice all over you.
You’re cumming almost constantly, non-stop.
They finally finish.
You’ve just been fucked and cummed on by 400 men, many of them twice or more.
You’re literally swimming in spermatozoa.
The incredible stench and flavor fills your senses.
You can feel the WEIGHT of the gallons of slimy, slippery sticky testicular gel covering you, the Ottoman and filling the concave floor of the platform.
That’s why its called the Pit.
You slide off the ottoman into the pool of penis sauce and actually swim in it.
You open your mouth and draw it in then squirt it back out.
You drink one more mouthful. No more can fit in your stomach or your body cavities.
Most other women would be nauseous to the point of vomiting but you find it delicious and wonderful.
Three muscular lady bouncers (where did THEY come from?) throw a blanket over you and fish you out.
All of them are laughing.
“OK, sperm cell, outta the pool” one of them cracks.
“Jesus, gurl, you broke ALL the fuckin records tonight!”
They don’t even try to clean you up.
You’re a gelatinous mess of sticky, gooey cum.
You’re just barely recognizable as a human being.
You could rob a bank and never be identified because of the thick mask of prostate milkshake covering your face. IF you could stand up.
Your hair is completely slicked down under the massive coat of cock spit covering your entire body inside and out.
“Your friend has your money and stuff.” One of them says.
They carry you out to your the car.
“EEEEWW!” she shouts involuntarily at the sight and smell of you.
“JESUS CHRIST, YOU STINK!”
She rolls down the window, gagging at the incredibly powerful stench of the gallons of seminal fluid clinging to you.
Definitely HER place for a clean up.
As she drives, she jokes, “So when do you wanna do this again?”
“How about tomorrow…” you murmur as you drift off into a deep sleep.
You aren’t joking.
THE END
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